The Back Closet (True Confessions)
Confession is good for the soul they say
And there’s something that I must confess
I don’t have my stuff together alway
In fact I’m often really quite a mess
My relationships aren’t always right
And I don’t always know what to do
I keep my doubts and fears out of sight
‘Cause I don’t want to disappoint you
The house ain’t always as clean as I like
The oil needs changing in both cars
I think I just ran over one of the kids’ bike
And the lids are loose on the jelly jars
I may seem to pull it together some days
Heck fire, sometimes I even fool me
But most often I’m just guessing the ways
To navigate this rough old life’s sea
So that’s why today I must boldly confess
That though it may appear I got her down
The back closet is where I hide the mess
That I’m hoping will never be found
- Author: MDStone ( Offline)
- Published: December 28th, 2021 09:17
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
I'm thinking that back closet is a gift from god. Actually, I've already bagged it in my will, it's where I'm happiest, me and the junk.
I know what ya mean. Something comfortable about my messiness… Thanks for stopping by and sharing.
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